When he arrived at the gate of the city, he saw a beggar lying on the ground in the shade from a distance, his body curled up in a ball, his face could not be seen clearly, only a tuft of unkempt gray hair was revealed, and he looked quite old. Lin Fengsheng couldn't help but feel pity again, and said in his heart: "There is a way to be a stranger in a foreign land alone, and every time I miss my relatives during the festival, the festival is coming, but these people are homeless, which is really pitiful." I will give him some taels of silver, so that he can buy a full meal for the feast. At the moment, he asked Mei Ruoxue for a few pieces of silver, approached and said warmly: "Take it to buy food to eat." Mei Ruoxue knew the heart of her cousin, and when she saw him giving alms to beggars, she didn't care about him.

The beggar ignored it, rolled over and continued to sleep. Lin Fengsheng was quite surprised, and when he saw a big black gourd on the beggar's waist, he was surprised and delighted, and blurted out: "Old man, it turned out to be you." ”

The beggar sat up when he heard this, and was very happy to see Lin Fengsheng, and held Lin Fengsheng's hand and said, "Ha Luha, young man, you have a good heart. Are you here to give alms again? "This person is the old beggar Lin Fengsheng met on the side of the Qinglong Bridge.

Lin Fengsheng said: "A few dollars and broken silver, not a tribute, how dare you say it is a charity." The old beggar said with a smile: "You are very good at talking, and you always like the flower very much." What are you doing here?"

Lin Fengsheng pointed to Mei Ruoxue not far away and said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, my aunt asked me and my cousin to buy some thrift goods." Mei Ruoxue saw that her cousin actually met the beggar on the side of the road, she didn't feel a little strange, looked at the old beggar carefully, and said, "Old uncle, hello." ”

The old beggar laughed again and said, "This girl is not bad, is she your cousin?" Lin Fengsheng nodded yes. The old beggar said again: "We met on the way a few days ago, did you come to your aunt's house?" Lin Fengsheng said: "Exactly, take advantage of the festival to visit your aunt." The old beggar said, "Well, you are very filial. Who is that blackbeard who is walking with you?" Lin Fengsheng said tirelessly: "That's Uncle Yu, my father's best friend." ”

Mei Ruoxue saw that the two of them asked and answered, talking endlessly, she felt interesting and impatient, and said: "Old uncle, my family lives not far away, why don't you come to my house as a guest, what do you want to ask and let my cousin tell me slowly." Lin Fengsheng also said happily: "You can celebrate the festival with us, and it will be more lively if there is one more person." ”

The old beggar shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, I can't go now, I have to wait for someone here." Lin Fengsheng was inconvenient to ask more, and said: "That is the case, this little bit of broken silver will be regarded as the wine money for your filial piety in the later life, and tomorrow if you have nowhere to eat, you will come to your aunt's house." There is a cow shoulder mountain in the south two miles out of the city, and there is only one family on the mountain, which is my aunt's house. ”

The old beggar broke his sleeves, stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and said: "There is a big difference in age between you and me, but it is like old at first sight. There are a lot of entanglements on the old flowers, so you don't have to worry about it. After a pause, he said: "That's it, I'll wait for you in the back mountain of your aunt's house tomorrow night, let's drink alone in the next month, and get close." ”

Lin Fengsheng was overjoyed, and pulled the old beggar and said, "You have to talk about it, and I will prepare a few more jars of good wine at that time." The old beggar smiled heartily, and said that he must be sure.

It was the first time that Mei Ruoxue had heard that the beggar had "a lot of entanglements", so she couldn't help but believe it a little, and said with a sly smile: "Old uncle, can you lend me a few taels of silver? I'm very hungry and want to buy a bowl of noodles to eat." ”

Lin Fengsheng didn't know why, so he glanced at her and said, "Don't you have silver, buy it yourself." Mei Ruoxue stuck out her tongue and said, "No, I've used up all my purchases." Lin Fengsheng gave her the broken silver in his hand and said, "Take it." ”

Mei Ruoxue didn't look at it, stretched out her hand to the old beggar and said, "How can this money be enough to buy three bowls of noodles, or the old uncle will lend me a few taels." Tomorrow I will ask my cousin to return it to you when he goes to the appointment. ”

The old beggar said with a smile: "The rich lady borrowed money from the old lady Hanako, which is strange and interesting. He took out a tael of ten taels from his waist and said, "Take it, if you want to eat big fish and meat, you can do it, you don't have to pay me back." ”

Mei Ruoxue's face was full of surprise, but she didn't reach out to pick it up, and said with a grin: "I'm suddenly not hungry again, old uncle, are you hungry?" The old beggar said: "I'm not hungry either, I just ate three catties of sauce beef in the city, and my belly is full." After a word, he realized that he was being teased by this little girl, and he was not angry at the moment, and said with a smile: "This girl has a lot of ghosts, young man, you can be more careful in the future." ”

When Lin Fengsheng and Mei Ruoxue heard the word "later", their faces turned red inexplicably. Lin Fengsheng knew that his cousin was naughty, so he hurriedly apologized to the old beggar. The three of them talked for a while, and then reluctantly waved goodbye.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was the night, the family banquet was over, Lin Fengsheng and Mei Ruoxue held Lin Yu's hand left and right, and came to the courtyard to take a cool rest. At this time, a bright moon has quietly hung on the osmanthus treetops in the courtyard. The evening breeze gently sent the fragrance of flowers into the nose, Lin Fengsheng felt a little drunk, and blurted out: "The white arboreal crow in the atrium, the cold dew is silent wet osmanthus." Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house the autumn thoughts are. ”

Mei Ruoxue listened to him chant the poem, and said with a smile: "Cousin, this poem is very good, did you write it?" Lin Fengsheng shook his head and didn't answer, thinking of his parents and Yu Sanbailai, and said in his heart: "Daddy asked me to accompany my aunt for the holiday, but he and his mother have no one to accompany him, and most of them are also missing me at this time." The third uncle didn't know if he had arrived in Dali, and he was even more lonely when he was alone in a foreign land. ”

Lin Yu walked over and gently stroked his hair, and said leisurely: "'Tonight, the moon is bright, and I don't know whose house will fall in autumn'? Feng Sheng, do you miss your father?" and why didn't she think about it herself? What she was thinking about at this time was her deceased husband.

Lin Fengsheng nodded and said softly: "Auntie, you are also thinking about your uncle, right?" Lin Yu was told the central matter, his face was slightly feverish, and he coughed lightly: "No one is there, what do you want him to do." What can you do if you think about it?" only to hear Mei Ruoxue interject: "Mother lied to people, she said she didn't want to, but in her heart, she was thinking about her father all the time." ”

Lin Fengsheng said: "I miss my uncle too, do you want to?" Mei Ruoxue folded her hands, was stunned for a moment, and said sadly: "Of course I want to, can my father not want to?" Daddy, have you seen it, this year's moon is so round, white and bright. The three of them were either thinking about each other, or thinking about each other, and for a moment no one spoke. I could only hear the sound of a few girls cleaning up cups and plates and laughing not far away.

Lin Fengsheng looked up at the bright full moon, his heart fluctuated, and said secretly: "Su Dongpo's word cloud 'people have joys and sorrows, the moon has clouds and sunny days, and this matter is difficult to complete', it is really good, relatives get together, but they lose the other; friends know each other, but they are only in a hurry; and thinking of the old people during the festival is so sad." Alas, this matter is difficult to complete since ancient times, and it cannot be forced, and there is only 'I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles'. Sighed, sat down on the stone bench behind him, suddenly heard a soft sobbing sound in his ears, and turned his head to see Mei Ruoxue leaning on the stone table with her vest undulating, crying to herself.

Lin Fengsheng was also sad in his heart, patted her back and comforted: "Cousin, don't cry, my uncle loves you so much, if you cry, he will be depressed in the spirit of heaven." ”

Lin Yu heard Lin Fengsheng speak, hurriedly turned around and stretched out his sleeves to wipe the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "This kid, what are you crying about, aren't you going to ask your cousin to write poetry? I guess you must be right to your cousin." ”

Mei Ruoxue got up suddenly, wiped her tears, and said angrily: "Who is right, I have memorized the sentences describing the Mid-Autumn Festival in the poems of my predecessors, so I am not afraid." Besides, I've only been studying for a few days, and I have the ability to let my cousin compete with me in martial arts and swords. ”

Lin Yu glanced at her daughter and said, "I'm embarrassed to say it, why don't you learn from your cousin to read more books, the girl's family knows what it looks like to dance with a knife and sword all day long." ”

Mei Ruoxue grimaced and said: "Just study, I teach my cousin to practice martial arts, and my cousin teaches me to read, it's always fair." Lin Yu said: "You don't even know the poem that Fengsheng just chanted, and dare to say that it is a well-known poem of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and Xiao Nizi's skin is getting thicker and thicker." It is a poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Jian, called 'Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending Du Langzhong'. ”

Lin Fengsheng saw the mother and daughter arguing on the side, and couldn't help but shake his head. Lin Yu said: "Okay, let's take note of this matter for the time being, since you are willing to study, you will not talk about you in the future." Let's go to the poem. ”